Archive for February, 2009

The case of the mysterious missing money…

Someone please tell me why a whopping $250 is earmarked when I haven’t spent a single cent using my debit card?!!

GEEZ!

How very frustrating, irritating, scary and annoying.

Hopefully I find out what is going on soon.

Sigh.

Especially now when every single cent counts!

😦

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Fashionably Green

First it was the Anya Hindmarch bag, then the Cole Haan Market Bag, and now its Marc Jacobs!

I suppose it is fashionable to go green, or at least to be seen as green since I don’t really know how much these designers really care about the environment (or the amount of paper they waste while scribbling down their ideas and designs…) but I do know that the enviro-friendly bags they make are pretty sweet.

Here’s are two  I came across while surfing around from Mr MJ:

Tada! How cute are these two? Especially the penguin one! The one of the left is the “Miss Marc Goes Green Pole Shopper”  and the other is “Miss Marc Goes Green Earth Shopper”.

But unlike the one from AH and CH, this one takes the cost of going green to a whole other level – it costs a whopping USD$128, which roughly translates to about SGD$197.

Gosh. With a price tag like that, I hope that some of the proceeds are going into helping some green movement or campaign.

Looks like this is one bag I’m gonna have to give a miss. There are definitely a million and one other and much cheaper ways to care for the environment!

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A Lit Student watching Cartoons

Out of all the cartoons on Disney Channel (yes, I do have and watch Disney Channel), the one I enjoy the most is Phineas and Ferb.

To quickly run through the whole theme of the cartoon series, its basically about two stepbrothers (obviously Phineas and Ferb) on their summer vacation. Everyday, they would think of what to do and then build/construct/design outrageously impossible and over-the-top extraordinary inventions to help them achieve their goal for the day. Inevitably, they would annoy their sister Candace whose only goal seems to be to expose their unbelievable inventions to their mum. But, somehow or another, the inventions would disappear before their mum can get to see it. This is in part , most unintentionally, thanks to their undercover agent and pet platypus Perry  (a.k.a Agent P) and his enemy Dr. Doofensmirthz.

Ok, now that all the obligatory introductions are out of the way, here is one of the songs Dr. Doofensmirthz sings (one of many in every episode) that was particularly hilarious:

What I find so funny about it are the little quirky details – like the fact that Perry becomes unsuspectingly clasped to the seemingly harmless and ordinary looking chair, Dr. Doofensmirthz telling Perry “No Pressure”, how Perry effortlessly slides out of the clasp and picks up a musical programme sheet, how the round hat manages to stay/fits on Dr. Doofensmirthz’s cone-shaped head, how Perry claps at the end of the show and puts his arms back into the clasp, and the fact that Dr. Doofensmirthz has to pay his dancers at the end of his show (unfortunately, I couldn’t find a video on YouTube that captured this part).

I suppose I like how this cartoon is rather intelligent, in a sense, that compared to other cartoons  (popeye, road runner, power puff girls etc. etc.), this one has its almost grown-up jokes of irony and satire whilst others are just about fighting bad guys and well, more fighting of bad guys.

Heehee.

I’ll put up more when I do remember to find them on YouTube.

Looks like cartoons, even on Disney Channel, aren’t exactly for kids anymore.

(:

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Don’t Celebrate too Soon!

The interview went well. I actually didn’t feel nervous talking with the interviewer. (whom I suspect is the director of the school, but I could be wrong. I didn’t bother to ask.)

But I won’t take the credit and say I was confident because I was definitely shaking up until the interview started. And then it just faded.

I think it was all the waiting around and anti-climax of the whole process which God allowed to happen. (It just proves the power of prayer! And a very merciful God….)

First of all, I waited like almost 10 minutes all alone in a quiet classroom. And then the HR girl walks in and hands me both the form to fill up and a writing test.

Both at the same time? And she left without telling me how long I had to fill them both up.

So after a while, its about 4.45pm and students start streaming in because there’s a class scheduled to take place at 5pm.

And because of that, I have to grab all my stuff and move out. Good thing I was just about done with my writing otherwise I’d have to do it on an uncomfortably low side table.

The HR girl takes my papers away and then I wait patiently for another 10 minutes without any idea who is coming to interview me.

10 minutes later, my interviewer walks in.

By the time we actually start, I’m already tired out, super sian and just dying to get it all over with. (Note to self: if HR person schedules for interviews to start at sleepy 4.30pm, request for it to be rescheduled.)

So blah blah blah, he asks questions, I essentially bluff my way through (oh admit it. you do it too.) and he shakes my hand and the whole saga is over.

But wait (pun intended), there’s more waiting to be done as he asks to have some of my magazine articles photocopied.

As expected of all good interviewees, I smile and say “Sure! No problem. Take your time with it. There’s no hurry.” And lo and behold, he took my words to heed and the HR girl only came back to return my portfolio a good 10 minutes later. (How long does it take to photocopy a few pieces of paper!)

Of course by now, I’m just itching to get out and find my mum who has been patiently waiting for me. (There’s a whole lotta waiting going on…)

And so we take the train home.

And my mobile phone rings when we are exiting Hougang station.

And I can’t find my phone so I rummage through my bag.

(Here’s the connection with the title.)

And I find the “Visitor” tag that I had to exchange my IC for at the reception.

GAHHHHHHHHHH.

So troublesome I tell you. Now I have to go all the way back to United Square to give them back the tag that I never even bothered to hang around my neck (And hence forgot all about it. Yes yes. I admit it was my own fault.) and no one else cared whether I had it on or not.

Boo.

I knew it was too early to celebrate the minute I was freed from the freezing cold room.

But all in all, God really did and does work in our most nervous moments. He never ever leaves us and is there all the time, even if things don’t turn out the way we want it too.

Including the tag I forgot to return.

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